Mirage

Heat Stroke: Mirage Kate Hill All rights reserved.

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Heat Stroke: Mirage Kate Hill On her way to a much-needed vacation on Earth, Emilee’s ship crashes on a desert planet. After a few days she begins to fear the worst, until she finds an oasis and the sexiest human male she’s ever seen. The irresistible redhead is ready for action, but is he real or a mirage?

Mirage Emilee remembered the feel of cool water running over her tongue and down her throat. She wished for even a droplet of water now -- something to rinse the taste of sand from her mouth or cleanse her dry flesh. After her ship had crashed, she’d walked for days on this hellish planet. She’d seen no signs of life. What could live here, among endless miles of sand and rocks -- the one planet between her homeworld and Earth? If not for her protective helmet and multi-weather clothes, she’d have been burned to a crisp long ago beneath the fiery rays of the sun. She’d had enough rations in her supply pack to last a few days. Though she still had some food left, her water had run out that morning. Now it was only a matter of time before she died, her bones lost in an ocean of sand. Ocean. Water. She paused and closed her eyes. Just a short time ago she’d been daydreaming of oceans for other reasons. With her last shipment of goods delivered, she’d been on her way to Earth for a muchneeded vacation. As an intergalactic courier of exotic foods, she’d been in space for months and looked forward to spending time on the beach, sipping cold beer and eyeballing the beautiful male swimmers and surfers who congregated on Earth. Few things interested her more than looking at sexy men, in particular human men. She loved their strong facial features, the way hair grew on their chins and chests, and most of all she loved their hard, chiseled bodies. The only thing better than looking at them was touching them. She longed to run her hands over a sinewy chest, to trail her fingertips down a flat male belly and curl her fist around a thick cock. She could

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almost feel the texture of veins beneath satiny skin and the taste of pre-come when she licked the bulbous cock head. Human males were so easily stimulated, especially if you licked their shafts like an Taurothish ice stick. Ice. Emilee sighed deeply. What she wouldn’t give right now for one of those long, flavored Taurothish ice sticks -- or even a damn ice cube. Anything to provide relief from this unbearable heat. She opened her eyes and continued walking. Over the painfully hot miles, her pace slowed until she could scarcely put one foot in front of the other. Finally she reached the top of the dune and her heart skipped a beat. It was impossible, but there it was. Dropped in the middle of the pale sand was an oasis so green, so beautiful, so -“Not real,” she murmured through cracked lips. “But at this point I don’t give a fuck.” She picked up speed and stumbled, rolling partway down the sand dune. Grunting, she pushed herself to her feet. The oasis was farther away than she’d thought, so far that she truly believed it was an illusion until she felt the wonderful shade from the leafy trees and the sensation of fertile ground beneath her feet. “Thank you,” she breathed, staggering onward in search of the water that made this beautiful haven possible. She wandered through the trees and gave a hoarse laugh at the sight of a freshwater pool. Somehow this gave her the strength to run toward it. She dropped to the ground and plunged her face into the pool, relishing the cool water on her lips. After quenching her thirst, she stripped off her clothes and waded into the water. She sank beneath the surface and swam for as long as she could hold her breath. It felt almost too wonderful for words -- so wet, cool and soothing. Finally she broke the surface. Laughing with pure joy, she brushed soaked tendrils of hair from her face and stood waist-deep in the water. It was so unbelievable that she was uncertain if this magnificent oasis wasn’t an illusion after all.

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Then she turned and saw him standing on a tall rock overlooking the water. Blinking, she said, “He’s got to be a mirage.” She couldn’t keep her eyes off the absolutely gorgeous human male. Shirtless and barefoot, he wore nothing but tight black shorts that left most of his incredibly long, sleekly-muscled legs bare. He was tall with broad shoulders and a lean torso, his muscles well-defined but not bulky -- exactly what she liked. His wavy reddish hair hung slightly past his ears and an even redder beard covered his strong jawline. This had to be a dream created by her dying mind. It was too much of a coincidence that in the middle of this barren planet she would stumble upon an oasis and a man who looked like he’d stepped out of her hottest fantasy. She remained still, water dripping from her hair, over her shoulders and down her breasts. Her nipples tightened and tingled more from the sight of the man than from her swim in the cool water. He climbed down from the rock and strode toward her, his movements strong and graceful. As he neared the water, his facial features became clearer and her heart fluttered when she realized his face was as gorgeous as his body. She liked exotic looks and he certainly had them with his large gray eyes that tilted up at the corners, his long, well-shaped nose and the most sensual mouth she’d ever seen peeking through that fiery beard. He slowed his pace slightly, but continued into the water. He walked toward her with a sureness that aroused her almost as much as his good looks. She loved a takecharge man. In her homeworld, males were generally subservient, but human males were very spirited and knew how to dominate in the bedroom. This male looked particularly virile. Just thinking about fucking him made her toes curl in the sandy bottom of the pool. If this was an illusion and she was dying, then this was the way she wanted to go. Her heartbeat quickened and she drew a sharp breath as he stopped so near to her that she noticed the length of his wispy reddish eyelashes and the slight spray of freckles on his nose and cheeks. An old scar ran from the corner of his eye, down the

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side of his face and disappeared beneath his beard. Somehow she found the scar rather sexy. She licked her lips. Redheaded humans were rare but so beautiful. Without saying a word, he cupped the back of her head and his mouth descended upon hers. Emilee didn’t even think about protesting. This was her fantasy -- her mirage -and she meant to enjoy it. She placed her hands on his waist, relishing his warmth and solidity. His mouth moved sensually against hers and as the kiss became more real, he used the moist tip of his tongue to trace the shape of her lips. Moaning softly with desire, she closed her eyes and parted her lips to his gently probing tongue. Her tongue met it and they teased each other with hot, wet strokes. He wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her so close her breasts pressed against his hard, hair-dusted chest. Even standing in the water her temperature rose. This man felt wonderful, tasted delicious and smelled so good she longed to bury her face in his fiery hair or press her nose against his skin and let his scent fill her with every breath. She slid her hands from his waist to his ass. Her fingers bit into the rock-hard spheres. What a gorgeous ass! She hadn’t felt anything this good in… come to think of it, she’d never felt an ass this good. And she’d never been this attracted to a male of any species. Reluctantly, her hands left that perfect ass to roam up his back. The muscles rippled beneath his flesh. He had such a tight, strong body. Being this close to him made her clit throb and her breasts ache with desire. By the hard bulge in the front of his shorts, she aroused him just as much, but why not? It was, after all, her fantasy. He broke the kiss and their gazes met. Looking into his eyes provided the same giddy, carefree sensation as being drunk on fine wine. He touched her face and the rough yet desirable feel of his callused palm against her flesh momentarily brought her back to reality. She’d been so certain he was a figment of her imagination but now she knew he was real. The caress of his breath against her, the gentle scratch of his beard when he’d kissed her and the expression of wonder and longing in his intoxicating eyes

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confirmed that he was no illusion, but a man as real and passionate as she was. By all the stars in the sky, she wanted him to fuck her. She was glad she’d already had an injection of the best contraceptive diseasecontrol drug in the galaxy before heading for Earth. His lips parted and his breath seemed to catch as if he was about to speak, but he didn’t. The slightest smile touched his mouth before he kissed her again more aggressively than before but with a tenderness that reached her heart. At that moment she knew this wasn’t a mere sexual encounter. A connection existed between her and this human, and even if they never saw each other again they were about to create a memory she’d cherish for the rest of her life. His decision not to speak was one she was glad of. She’d also considered saying something, at the very least asking for an exchange of names, but she knew it would ruin the moment. Even though she was now certain this was reality, they could continue pretending it was an illusion for a little longer. Right now they were a primitive male and female, alone on a planet that probably hadn’t changed in thousands of years -- no modern technology to ruin their primal passions. Thrills of raw desire shot through her and her soft moans mingled with his deep groans of lust. He held her tightly now, crushing her against his hard, warm body -smooth in places and hair-roughened in others. Heavens, it felt wonderful being this close to another living, breathing, passionate creature after she’d been certain of dying alone and undiscovered. Emilee tightened her grip on him, too. Her hands roamed over him, touching every part of this gorgeous man she could reach. Again he broke the kiss, but this time he trailed his tongue along her neck and dipped it into her ear. She quivered with ticklish need and pressed her fingers against his back. When he picked her up, she gasped with surprise and pleasure. Emilee clung to his neck and again their gazes met. They smiled at each other and she kissed him before

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he carried her out of the water and placed her on the lush vegetation growing near the pool. He settled beside her and caressed her breasts. His gaze followed the motions of his hand as it gently squeezed and stroked her smooth, dark brown flesh. Tenderly he rolled his thumb over first one nipple, then the other before he lowered his head and captured one of the tight buds between his lips. He flicked his tongue over it then sucked upon it. Emilee gasped with pleasure and ran her fingers through his hair, loving its wavy thickness. His teeth gently tugged at her nipple and she squirmed and arched against him. Chuckling deep in his throat, he moved slightly lower and lapped the delicate flesh beneath her breasts. He kissed and licked her belly. Emilee’s heart pounded with excitement as he guided her legs over his shoulders, licked his lips and touched them to her clit. He began lapping her sensitive flesh, using his teeth and tongue to tease it even more. Females of her species had a slightly plumper clit than humans and he sucked upon hers enthusiastically. She cried out sharply and tightened her fingers in his hair. With every rhythmic upward stroke of his marvelous tongue she edged closer and closer to orgasm. He seemed intent on giving her pleasure quickly and she wasn’t about to argue. Almost before she knew it, she gasped and writhed in an intense climax, her pussy clenching and clit throbbing blissfully. He rolled her onto her stomach and began nipping and kissing his way up her left leg from calf to thigh. When he reached her buttocks, he sank his teeth into one of her cheeks -- not painfully, but just enough to surprise her and add to her pleasure. He sucked the place he’d bitten, then used his tongue to tease the indentation of her ass. Panting, Emilee closed her eyes and enjoyed every moment of the pleasure he gave. She didn’t protest when he placed his hands on her waist and guided her onto all fours. Glancing over her shoulder, she strained to see what he was up to. Did he intend to claim her ass or her pussy? At this point she was so aroused she almost didn’t care which.

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He stood and quickly removed his shorts, then knelt behind her and grasped her hips. Emilee’s heart pounded and her clit and nipples tingled with renewed passion. The bulging tip of his cock head pressed against her drenched entrance. Slowly he thrust into her pussy. Finding a rhythm that was neither too fast nor too slow but simply perfect, he drove them both toward climax. Still the journey was nearly as much fun as the final destination. Emilee panted and moaned softly, feeling the orgasm build deep inside. Her irresistible redheaded lover reached around with one hand and began fondling her clit with his strong, slender fingers. “Oh please!” Emilee gasped, for the first time forgetting not to speak. At this moment it didn’t matter. They were both more than ready to communicate in every way. “Don’t stop!” “No way. I have no intention of stopping, beautiful,” he said, his deep voice rough with pleasure. The sound of it sent another shiver of desire down her spine. He was so sexy and passionate. Dominant. Human. Male. Fuck, she’d never enjoyed an encounter this much in her life. Their moans and grunts of pleasure mingled as he thrust faster and harder. Emilee’s fingers tightened on the soft cushion of vegetation beneath her. She thrust her ass backward, matching his frantic rhythm. “Oh sacred asteroids!” she cried, her entire body trembling as wave after wave of orgasm rolled through her. His breathing grew even more ragged and his rhythm uneven as he lunged into her. He moved his hand from her clit back to her hip, holding on tightly. With a final thrust, he stiffened and came, his long, thick cock shooting into her. They collapsed onto the ground in a panting tangle of limbs, their hot skins pressed close.

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Emilee felt his breath on her shoulder and the roughness of his legs entwined with hers. After a moment, she lifted her head and their gazes met. He smiled, a gleam in his gray eyes. “That was…” he began, then gave a virile laugh and kissed her cheek. “That was the best fuck I ever had in my life.” “Me too.” She chuckled, brushing tendrils of red hair from his handsome face. “At first I thought you were a mirage,” he admitted. “It feels like forever since I’ve seen another soul and I thought my mind had finally run away with me.” Her brow furrowed. “How did you end up here? A crash?” He nodded. “About two weeks ago, but don’t worry. Before I crashed I had a shot of contraceptive that lasts a month.” “I’m not worried. I had one, too,” she said. “What were you doing in this part of space?” “I’m on the intergalactic police patrol and just got some time off. I was on my way to Little Amazurn. You’re Amazurnian, right?” Little Amazurn. Her homeworld. A planet the people of Amazurn had colonized. “Yes. It’s funny because I was on my way to Earth for a vacation. Unless I miss my guess you’re human?” “One hundred percent. And that’s getting rare these days.” He winked. “I love human males,” she said, casting him a seductive look. She ran her fingertip over his wavy red beard. “Works out great because I have a thing for Amazurnians.” He rolled onto his back and tugged her on top of him. “Trouble is, most of them don’t like me. Something about human males being too obnoxious.” “Well, I like you.” Smiling, she straddled his waist while he fondled her nipples. “Did you crash here, too, or can I hope you have a working ship?” She shook her head. “It’s wrecked. I’m lucky to be alive.”

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He caressed her face. “Don’t worry. I was finally able to repair my ship’s communicator a couple of days ago. One of my buddies is on his way to pick me up. He’ll be here in about three days.” Three days on a deserted oasis with this gorgeous hunk of human. Emilee could certainly live with that. “You don’t mind bunking down with me until then, do you…” His brow furrowed. “What’s your name?” “Emilee. And you are?” “Josh.” “Well, Josh,” she leaned forward, bracing a hand on either side of his head and brushing her nose against his, “I think we can find some pleasant ways to pass the time until your friend rescues us.” “Yeah, Em. I think so.” He cupped the back of her head and spoke against her lips. “You don’t mind if I call you Em, do you?” “Hmm. How about earning the privilege?” He laughed deep in his throat, pushed her onto her back and kissed her. Something told Emilee this was the start of a beautiful relationship.

Kate Hill What do trips around the world, endless nights of breathtaking sex, and a muscular, 6-foot 3-inch, brown-haired, blue-eyed significant other have to do with Kate Hill? Absolutely nothing, but she can dream, can’t she? In reality Kate is a single, thirtysomething vegetarian New Englander who loves writing romantic fantasies. Visit her online at http://www.kate-hill.com, www.myspace.com/katehillromance, or join her newsgroup at groups.yahoo.com/group/katehill. Stop by Kate’s Amazon blog at www.amazon.com.